He took off his coat and waistcoat, mechanically winding up his watch and placing it on the mantel.
"This is not at all what I had hoped. It is most unsatisfactory, quite commonplace, in fact," he said as he lay down on the bed.
He felt a little splash on his cheek, and moved his face out of the direct course of the liquid, which now began to fall more rapidly.
CHAPTER IX.
TWENTY YEARS AFTER. AN EPILOGUE IN TWO PICTURES.
THE FIRST PICTURE.
The Art of Religion.
The church was very full. It was the vigil of All Saints, and Father Scott was to preach.